Like the Calandria we nest in the vines, a small, light nest.

This allows us to move from one vineyard to another. Now we have nested in Cintruénigo, Murchante and Tierga but tomorrow life could take us anywhere the Garnacha grows. It is what we like, we also like to put bad weather a good face, to turn the tortilla, not to give cat for hare, to find the broken one for the husked one, the needle of the haystack, and to sew and to sing.


We believe that life is too short to drink bad wine, we do not like it and that's why we decided to make our own wines, with them we contribute our grain of sand.